“Eddie’s dead,” said the female voice on the other end of the line. My caller did not identify herself, but I recognized Emma Lawrence’s voice. She was engaged to my old friend Eddie Blake. “What happened, Emma?” I asked, dreading the answer. “He went pad...
New budding flowers are poking through the earth Cottonwoods are irritating my allergies The sky is a brilliant, bright blue Fluffy white clouds Warm sunlight on a glistening river Summer just around the corner. An awards show and pictures and proud smile...
July’s midsummer heat stuck. It stuck to the blades of grass. It stuck to Sumire’s beige romper. It stuck to everything and anything like a sweltering bog. Sweat drenched her underarms as she set up her easel and foldable chair. Even at her elevated vanta...
Summer is a time For new changes For new chances Then, after a while You realize you want To spend your life With someone New, even though He's older and You've only really Known him for A few years. But, summer is a time For new changes For new cha...
It was a beautiful summer day in Wisconsin. The family reunion was in full swing. The adults were sitting around talking as the sun was shining high in the summer sky. The kids were running around the back yard shrieking. They needed to get sunscreen put...
Peen slipped through a gate in the wire mesh fencing, between pink oleanders, and out onto the deck of the swimming pool. He stood proudly in the simmering heat of the summer sun. His splayed feet were shod in sandals. He wore a cabana shirt dotted with g...
Not so very many years ago, I decided it was time for a change of holiday destination. Every December, for the past fifteen years, we had flown to Munich for the Christmas markets. How I love those visits. For the summer holidays, however, we always staye...
I am slumped in a chair, staring at my newest painting. For over twenty-four hours I have been awake, painting in a near-trance for more than half that time. The painting portrays a scene not far from my studio, a shallow bay on Lake Madeline. A woman eme...
Things are heating up at work. Apparently, spring didn't get the memo that it's her season, and us here in Hawkes Bay have gone straight to summer. It's not a major complaint, though, six months of summer sounds amazing, and it's even better because our C...
Finally it's summer Warm weather is here to stay Winter was a real bummer I love warm weather days Let's get serious and start grilling Who would like a steak The beer is cold and is chilling For dessert we have carrot cake We also have corn on the cob I...
It was going to be a typical late July day. Rather than spending the whole summer stuck in day camp, Mom and Dad had offered that I could stay most of it at my grandparents’ house. Their house was an hour and a half away, and I’d been told it was right on...
I hate summer, Because of the Hot weather. But I love it so, For the outdoor fun. The hiking, The swimming, And especially, The camping. I love the tank tops, Shorts and sandals. The sun dresses That makes me feel So pretty. I love the big sun hats, And o...
I remember the sweet scent of my grandmother, ginger and honey, her long gray braid swaying in the breeze streams of curling white on a gleaming silver ribbon. I remember the tiny cabin out in the woods, a quaint wooden box in the shape of a home; picture...
